One year later

"I'm the mother fucking boss! I run the empire now." Jae Stone

"We are family! Everyone here is my blood and I would do anything for you!"

Jae looked around the boardroom table at Sextacy to see her sisters and some of her cousins. On one side, her right hand, her sister Kendra, handled all the money dealings. To her left, her cousin Nasiree, head of all the medical needs as the new OBGYN that took over for her father.

She would not have been able to do all that she accomplished in the last year without those two. Also, the rest of her family.

"Here Ms. Bossy goes with another motivational speech!" Erica was turnt already. She came in high, smelling like the stankiest of the stank weed. She did not dance anymore, she only managed the female dancers.

"You need one to get your act right," she snapped at her baby sister.

"Why exactly are me and bro here, cuz?" That from Zander, who for the last few years served as security at Stone's Bar in North St. Louis, but she closed that down as soon as she was put in charge. It never made much money and she was always about the bottom line.

"I want family in charge of everything. So you are now the head of security here at Sextacy."

Zander was more than that but she was not going to be truthful with him. Truth was he was dumb as rocks but he was good eye candy. The ladies loved his pretty boy looks and if he had skills she would have put him on stage. He did not have the dancing gene in his body.

Now his brother, Cordell was a different breed. While he had the looks as well, he was super smart, in fact deadly so. He always had little get-rich schemes, making a lot out of nothing. Never used his brains for good like her uncle ToTo, but he was a true hustler.

Most thought the two brothers were twins but they were two years apart and probably not even the same father. In fact, all six of her aunt's kids more than likely had different fathers. Zander and Cordell were the only boys. The Stones were thick with women.

"Cordell, you are the new head bartender, no one mixes a drink like you do."

"Cuz, I'm pretty sure you can put my talents to better use," Cordell stated. "Put me on stage."

That got a laugh from her, her sisters, and his sisters.

"Be for fucking real!" Nas stated. "What the hell can you do to entice a woman?"

"Fuck!" Cordell stated with a grin and fist-bumped his brother.

She rolled her eyes at that. "Anyway, let's make this money fam."

"What about us?" Zahara said referencing her and the two other sisters, Michelle and Nichelle "You brought us in here, we want in."

If she brought all the Stone family into the Sextacy business, they would not need to hire anyone else. Her family was that big. Some family she never even met. A lot of them in jail or dead. And most of them did not even know their fathers.

They would need a Twenty-Three and Me kit to figure it all out. Different races as well. Her grandmother, Momma Stone, was white as white. No other way to describe her, but with blonde hair and blue eyes, she was not mistaken for anything other than what she was. A white woman that liked Black dick.

Scratch that, her G-Ma loved dick. Any kind of dick attached to a man apparently. For some of her aunties, she did not even know what race they were because they were not obviously Black, white, Asian, or whatever. She could only assume her father was half-Black since he had no idea who his father was.

That made her only a small percentage Black, though most assumed she was full Latina thanks to her strong genes from her mother. Kendra looked more aesthetically Black than she or Erica, while Erica simply looked biracial, Black and white. It was never about race or the color of their skin in her family, it was about the blood that ran through their veins.

She and her sisters were the least fucked up of all her cousins. She and her sisters not only knew who their father was, but he also lived with them their whole life. He raised them to be the women they were now. They did not look for love from a man because their father was not there.

She never looked down on her cousins for that fact. Her father and her other uncles stepped up to the plate when they could to be fathers in their lives. It was what it was.

"Michelle, Nichelle, Zahara, what would you all like to do here?" She asked, but she already had plans for them. It was always best to pretend as if they had a say in it.

"I don't know anything about this business," Michelle tossed her thick, frizzy curls from her pale brown face. "I didn't get to go to college like you Jae, remember? I don't have rich parents like you."

She felt the jealousy in her cousin's words, but she ignored it.

"Kendra or Erica didn't either and look-"

"Fuck you, sis," Kendra ranted. "I went to Forest Park Community College, I have a degree!"

"Community College, yeah, good for you," she said, turning her attention back to her young cousin, Michelle, only twenty-two, with no direction in life. Pretty only got you so far. "Point is, a degree has nothing to do with talent and ability."

"What talent do I have?"

Zander and Cordell snickered, but she shut them down with an eye glare.

"That pretty face, that pretty body, and the Stone's last name. You don't have to perform on stage to stop a crowd." She slid a piece of paper across the table to her. "Go there, modeling agency. They already want you and have some jobs set up for you, including being the face of Sextacy."

Michelle smiled big. "I think I can work this."

"And me," Nichelle said. "I don't model nor do I want to dance."

Nichelle, who preferred the pronouns they/them, was the tomboy version of Michelle, same face but curly hair cut short with more of an androgynist look. As pretty as they were, no Maybelline or Cover Girl needed to enhance their beauty. Everyone in her family was lookers, no cap. They did not grow up with the wealth she and her sisters enjoyed, but they were not dirt poor either. She knew her father sent money their way.

"What do you think you want to do here at the club, Nichie?"

"Hell, I want to be like you!" they said with a laugh, but no smile came from her face.

"Good, I need a new assistant. Better to have family close."

"And me?" Zahara asked.

Zahara Stone, eighteen, had her first kid at seventeen, so was on track with the elder Stones, young pregnancies. Knowing her hot tail, that was not the last. Stones were regular baby-making machines.

Except her.

"Take the stage," she said to her cousin, sliding her a sheet of paper as well, her contract of employment. "Work with Erica, get your show together. You have two weeks to get stage ready."

She looked around and smiled at her family. "Now are we ready to make this money!"

They agreed and nodded and discussed more what they all would do to build Sextacy and Sextacy II to become something even bigger. Jae had more ideas, but she was not ready to share them all. In time, but for now, business as usual.

"Heeey!"

They were interrupted by someone barging into their meeting held in the conference room. She immediately squinted her eyes as to why security let her aunt Tamra into the meeting. Tamra was not a crackhead like some of her aunts, her drug was worse. Men.

"So no one thought to invite me to the family meeting!"

"Auntie Tam, this is business-"

"My brother's business, little girl, that makes it my business."

"Not even-" she started to say to her aunt, but she shut her down, walked past her, and over to Zander and Cordell, grabbing them in big bear hugs.

"My gorgeous, gorgeous sons!" She kissed them on their cheeks. She wanted to gag. Her aunt was always over the top.

"Ma!" Zander gently pushed his mother away. "As Jae said, this is business, work. And you don't work here."

"I know, I know!" Tamra went on to Michelle and Nichelle to hug them. "That's actually why I am here. I need some money."

Her eyes rolled in her head so hard. She looked to Nasiree. As the oldest of Tamra's kids, she was accustomed to situations like this. Nasiree took care of her mother as if she was the parent and her mother the child.

Nasiree pushed her chair back and stood. "Mother! Outside. Now!"

"Okay, okay!" Tamra, still smiling, went on to kiss Zahara before she walked to Nasiree. "Look at my big girl, the doctor. You make me so proud." Tamra grabbed Nasiree's face as if she wanted to pinch her cheeks or something, but Nasiree grabbed her hands.

"Cut it out. Come on, let's go to my office."

Nasiree practically dragged her mother out of the conference room.

"I guess the meeting is adjourned. I have work to get to," Kendra stated.

She only nodded. Her dysfunctional ass family. She loved them.

She headed to her office, which used to be her father's, and sat on what she called her throne. She literally had a throne built, lifted up on a pedestal in the office where she could sit and do work. She liked to feel like she ruled over the world there. Or at least, her sex empire.

Money was good, but it was not always about money sometimes.

Power meant everything.

And then sex.

She thought this as she sat on her throne, her hand sliding down into her pants, fingers rubbing over her lady parts. Feeling powerful made her horny.

A head poked into her office. "You busy?"

She did not feel any shame that she pleasured herself and in walked someone to her office.

"You came right on time."

Axton gave her a sexy grin, walked into her office, closed the door, and then locked it. He stripped off his shirt as he walked to her.

"I didn't get an invite to your meeting?"

"It was family stuff."

"It was work stuff, and am I not part of work?" He kneeled in front of her, moved her hand, and licked her fingers.

"This was family-" she started to repeat herself but he stopped her.

"You put me in charge of the male strippers, let me show you my worth, and not only because we're fucking."

"Oh, we do more than that."

He licked his lips at her. "That's why I love you."

"I love you too."

"What do you need?"

"You know what I need." She grabbed his head and pulled it down between her thighs, let him plant his face there, and lick her till she was dry.

There still was a lot of family she had to deal with. The empire was never safe, not even from family.

A/N: A chance to meet the cousins that will be in the story and what they will be doing. Jae as boss you know she will knock heads.

And wait! Did Jae just say those three words to Axton? A lot can happen in a year.